Attack On Christa

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********SPOILERS FROM ANIME********

PROLOUGE

        The sun rose. The sun set. Yet after all the work and deaths of the Scout Regiment, they know barley anything. Eren helped, for sure. But since we found out that some people, like Eren and Annie, could become titans, no work had been completed. We had gotten no where with Annie, but humanity gave up on her and her crystal cacoon a couple months ago. 

        Christa sighed and looked out her bedroom window, thinking about this as she looked at the sun rise. She sighed and looked to her bed. Ymir was sleeping peacefully next to Christa's indented spot. Christa smiled and walked around the bed and sat in her spot.

        "Come on Ymir. Wake up. Levi's gonna yell at us if were late." Christa sweetly said, pushing Ymir slightly. "Wake upppp"

        Ymir grabbed Christa tightly and she found herself in Ymir's arms, her breath going down her neck. Christa nervously giggled. "Ymir..." she blushed and looked the opposite way embarassed.

        "Levi won't care." Ymir whispered in her ear quietly. Which just made Christa blush even more.

        "You know he will." She smiled wider and nudged Ymir. Who groaned and lossened her grip on Christa. Christa felt sad and happy at the same time. Happy that she actually listened to her and sad that she let her go. She sighed mentally and got up, started putting on her uniform. She could hear Ymir rustle around in the covers and get on her feet. 

        "Hurry up. We don't want to be late for breakfast. Sasha will eat all the food before we get there." Christa giggled and looked down at her belts. Clasping and tying them together as she waited for Ymir to come and hug her from behind. Like she always did.

        "Ymir?" She turned around and her eyes looked down. Christa's face went pale and silent tears streamed down her face. "Y-ymir..." her voice shaky as she looked down at Ymir's bloody corpse on the floor. Red dots covered her pale freckled face and dark hair. Her white dress shirt stained from a puddle of blood pouring out of her side. "Wh-wha-w-what happened?" she whimpered. Her knees buckled and she fell to the floor. Christa took a deep breath and let out a scream so loud that everyone in the mess hall jumped out of their seats.

CHAPTER 1

         Christa laid in Mikasa's bedroom, staring at the ceiling. Mikasa was so nice to let her stay in her room instead of Christa's own. Which is odd because normally she doesn't give any hint that she actually cares for Christa. She gulped and closed her eyes, curling up in a ball. Pain was clearly shown on her face. Her mind drifted to the scene. "What happened Christa?" Armin said concerned. "I-I don't know. I was- um just getting ready for breakfast and I turned around and" Her eyes started to tear up at the thought.

        Levi sighed and Mikasa gave him a glare. "Christa, I get that this is hard but we really need you to remember anything you can." Armin smiled slightly. Connie, Sasha and Hanje were examining Ymir's body. Christa could hear Connie whisper, "I wonder what she was doing in here." he raised his eyebrows quickly and Sasha punched him in the stomach.

        "I-I don't remeber anything. It happened so quickly. I don't even know...." Christa burried her face in her hands and started crying again. Jean placed a hand on her shoulder and looked at Armin. Armin nodded, standing up. "May I talk to you Captian?" Levi nodded and they both existed the room. Sasha helped Christa up, and cleaned her up a little and fixing her hair. Christa stared at the floor with a straight face. Sasha tried to cheer her up but with no success. 

        Sasha started talking but Christa tuned her friend's voice out. Thinking back on what happened and mainly, how it happened. She wasn't away for very long. She didn't hear any noise from any weapon or from Ymir herself.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 16, 2014 ⏰

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